Peerless Martial Soul

From his actions of taking away Qing Mu and Wu Ling, as well as Qing Mu and Wu Ling's fear of him, it can be judged that he had been chasing Qing Mu and Wu Ling for decades and wanted to smelt them into pills. The medicine should be Sang Xingteng!

Chen Feng's face was cold and he gritted his teeth: "He actually wants to smelt Qingmu and Wuling into the elixir? He really deserves to be killed!"

In Chen Feng's eyes, Qing Mu and Wu Ling were like family members.

Sang Xingteng wanted to smelt them directly, how could Chen Feng allow it?

How could Chen Feng not be angry?

"Judging from the strength Sang Xingteng has shown, I'm afraid he has already reached five-star invincibility. With just a few gestures and movements, he severely injured Wu Linghan and Chu Ci to the point of death."

"But? So what!"

A look of determination flashed across Chen Feng's face: "No matter how strong you are, I will kill you!"

"Isn't he just a five-star Martial Emperor? It's not like he hasn't been killed before?"

"not to mention……"

A cold smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "When I return to the Xuanyuan family's inner sect, my strength will no longer be comparable to what it is now."

Because, Chen Feng has vaguely felt that his breakthrough should not be far away!

In recent days, he always felt like he was about to make a breakthrough.

Chen Feng did not rush back to the Xuanyuan family's inner sect immediately. It was not that he was not worried about a few people. In fact, Chen Feng was extremely impatient at this time.

He couldn't wait to go back immediately.

But Chen Feng understands clearly: Whenever there is a big event, you need to be calm.

At this time, the more you need to calm down, the more you need to think through everything, and the less chaos you have to do!

Chen Feng's mind was spinning with thoughts: "Qing Mu and Wu Ling were captured to refine elixirs."

"And I have inquired before. The time for Sang Xingteng to make alchemy every year is during the Double Ninth Festival."

"There is still almost a month left from now."

"One month in the Xuanyuan family is equal to three months here."

"As for Wu Linghan and Chu Ci, they have profound backgrounds. On that day, Sang Xingteng didn't seem to want to offend the master behind them."

"So, for the time being, it appears that none of their lives are in danger."

"But, I also need to rescue them as soon as possible. I can't let them suffer at the hands of Sang Xingteng."

Chen Feng thought for a moment and then said decisively: "Ten days, if I give myself another ten days, it will be equivalent to one month in this ancient ruins."

"Within a month, I will return to the Xuanyuan family's inner sect."

"Whether my goal is achieved or not!"

For the four of them, Chen Feng would not hesitate to give up the opportunity to kill Xuanyuan Zixi.

After all, Xuanyuan Zixi can be killed later. Even if he cannot be killed, Chen Feng can still escape and find another chance.

But if friends and relatives die, then they are completely dead, and then there will be no more.

Especially Qing Mu and Wu Ling, if they were to refine the elixir, their body and soul would be destroyed, and there would be no possibility of resurrection.

Chen Feng doesn't want to cause a big regret!

But, at this moment, Chen Feng suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the distance.

The sound was very high-pitched and harsh, like a person scratching back and forth with his fingernail on the surface of the pebbles that had been washed extremely smooth by the water.

Moreover, the nails were extremely sharp, making a sharp squeaking sound.

When people listen to it, their eardrums feel trembling, and they feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

But the sound was as weak as a flute, and seemed to be there but not at all.

It appears for a while and then disappears again.

A moment later, it appeared again, and there was no pattern in it.

It seems that appearing and disappearing are completely random.

Chen Feng frowned when he heard this voice.

The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly, a touch of joy appeared on his face, and he whispered: "Could it be that there is news from that guy?"

He immediately stood up and drew his right hand one after another, and a huge suction force came from his palm.

The next moment, as the suction force came, the sharp chirping sound suddenly became clear and continued.

He seemed to have found his target and kept getting closer.

The sound is getting clearer and clearer,

Obviously, the sharpness Chen Feng gave him was a reminder to him.

And a moment later, a small gray figure flew over, but it was a gray bird.

It's just as big as a fist, and it doesn't look like a living thing.

On its surface, the gray feathers, gray beak, and gray talons all exude a dead air, and there are deep cracks on it.

It looks like the bark of a tree.

After he spun around in the air twice, he felt the breath in Chen Feng's hand, which fell into his palm.

And at the moment it fell, suddenly, with a snap, a piece of white mist exploded out.

When the white mist dissipated, where was the gray bird in Chen Feng's hand?

All that's left is a small, dusty piece of paper.

The material used for this note is extremely rough, and there are only a few words written on it, making it look extremely inconspicuous.

Just like a child's doodles.

However, after Chen Feng saw it, he was ecstatic for a moment.

Because this method of communication was exactly what he and You Shaojun had agreed upon!

And he told You Shaojun that if he couldn't find a replacement puppet, he wouldn't write any letters.

Come back if you find it.

Because this thing only has one chance to be used.

But at this time, a letter came, so does it mean...

"Have you found the replacement puppet?"

Chen Feng looked down, his heart filled with anxiety and expectation.

And when he saw those words clearly, he almost jumped for joy!

"Hahaha, so happy! So great! I found it at this time!"

"My plan to leave the ancient ruins within ten days will definitely come true!"

It turned out that what was written on the note was: "The Valley of Death, 143,000 miles south of the valley entrance, black market, come and get the puppet!"

This means that the substitute puppet has been found!

"I am only one step away from my goal of coming to this ancient ruins!"

Chen Feng really couldn't help but laugh wildly!

It wasn't that he couldn't keep his thoughts in mind, it was just that the news came too timely.

"and……"

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips, and he said with a chuckle: "This thing is still there, which means that You Shaojun has not betrayed me."

"In other words, at least so far, he has not betrayed me."

"Because this thing can only be used once!"

"After using it once, it will disappear directly!" If You Shaojun had betrayed Chen Feng and taken refuge with Tianlang, then Tianlang would definitely drive him to work harder.